Aldo Kraas

(July 15 1964 / Sao Paulo Brazil)

350 Days


350 days in a year
To dream
At night
350 days in a year
To go out and make friends
350 days in a year
To change your life style
By eating foods that are good for you
Because junk food is bad for you
350 days in a year
To follow your daily routine
Because you should have a routine by now

Submitted: Sunday, June 12, 2011
Edited: Monday, June 13, 2011

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  • Colleen Courtney (6/17/2014 11:15:00 AM)

    Hmm....I'm a little perplexed by this poem. I get the main message but I have to agree with Juan. I've always been led to believe there were 365 days in a year? Have I been fooled for the past 48 and a half years? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Lol. (Report) Reply

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